My Mother the Whore

I mentioned that I might skip church this week, maybe even skip the entire summer. I need a break from the misogynistic nonsense. In response my darling offspring attempted to dissuade me with, “The church is a whore, but she’s my mother”.

But here’s the thing: If my mother were a whore, I wouldn’t visit her once a week. I’d probably only see her on the obligatory holidays – like Christmas. And Easter.